Well , I dreamed of the same man again ... of course he's on my mind all the time , maybe that's why. |
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Well , I dreamed of the same man again ... of course he's on my mind all the time , maybe that's why. |
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"You approve your mother." I once heard that we tend to live our lives either being like our parents more than we are willing to admit, or trying hard to not be like them perhaps more than possible or more than desired. Which one is it in your case? Do you think you are like your mother or completely unlike her? And are you right in your assessment of that? When other people who know your mother and you, think about the two of you, would they think "she is just like her mother" or "how can she be her daughter, they are so different." (For myself, I have begin to suspect that I spend so much time focusing on the differences between my mother and me, that I fail to admit the similarities.) How is your mother in relationships to other people, especially men? Do you approve? Should you approve? Do you use your mother's relationships as a role model for yours, fall into similar traps, or do you think that you have gone a different way too much? If your mother is alive, and if you are willing to listen to her advice, have you told her about this man, and if not would you be willing to, to get her take on the situation? If she is not alive or the last person you would wish to discuss this with in real life, consider incubating a dream (plan a dream with strong intensions) in which you discuss this with your mother. |
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You may say I'm a dreamer.
But I'm not the only one - John Lennon
I think it has something to do with my mother and my father always cheating on her. I've never wanted to be like her in that way, she tolerated him cheating for years, she just learned to live with it. The man I love now has a girlfriend and I can't be the other woman, I simply don't want to. In real life he has told me before that he wanted to be with me and at that time he was single, I didn't want to be with him. He also told me I would be a great woman for him but I was acting fickle all the time so he changed his mind because I wasn't reliable and didn't know what I wanted. My mother told me to stay friends with this man, because it's wrong to have an intimate relationship with a man that has a girlriend and that I didn't want to end up like her. |
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He had a huge pizza. He had a lot to share, enough to sate both of you. You wanted a part of what he had to offer. At first he did not want to share because he was hungry: he was worried that if he shared with you, his hunger would not get satisfied. You pointed out that you did not need much. He was willing to share after all. From your description of him, a man who made you laugh even when you were angry or sad, it sounds like he was a sharing man: he shared a slice of that with you. But are you willing to be satisfied with the slice you got? He went downstairs, left your presence. What you are left with, is a slice of pizza, which is enough to ensure that you are not hungry, if you readjust your thoughts to adapt them to being satisfied with the slice you got. Why was he in your dream reluctant to share the pizza before? Perhaps he knew that you did not really want just a slice, that a slice of him would not satisfy you, and yet that is all he could offer you because he was hungry, and sharing with you would not have satisfied his hunger, you think (remember this dream is from your perspective, it is your dream, so even his motivations and his actions are your interpretation of his motivations and actions). Now that he is gone, you want more pizza, but you yourself had limited yourself to only one slice: he gave you what you said you wanted, but only now do you realize that you wanted more. |
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You may say I'm a dreamer.
But I'm not the only one - John Lennon
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